Engravings of Wraith by Kiera Dellacroix

Author:Kiera Dellacroix [Dellacroix, Kiera]
Language: nld
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Publisher: Fortitude Press, Inc.
Published: 2010-07-12T04:00:00+00:00

VIII

Please don’t bother tryin’ to find her,

She’s not there.

—R. Argent

Russell yawned as Zack pulled into the parking lot of their new home Wednesday morning and parked. He got out with a stretch and walked around to the back of the car to wait for Zack to open the trunk.

“This place doesn’t look very accommodating,” Russell said looking at the two story brick and glass building as he retrieved his bag.

“Nope,” Zack agreed. “Better prepare yourself to sleep on a cot,” he added as he got his own bag and closed the trunk.

“They really gonna fit us all in there?” Russell asked as they ambled toward the entrance.

“It’s much bigger than it looks,” Zack replied.

“What times the briefing?”

“Ten minutes.”

Russell didn’t reply as they entered the building through two large glass doors and he looked around curiously. There was a large lobby and someone had set up several sofas and chairs around a big screen television in the center of the room. He noted Mr. Philips standing next to the elevators and Zack nudged him in the man’s direction.

“Briefing is down the hall,” Philips said as they approached and he made a gesture to point them in the right direction.

They walked down a surprisingly long hallway and Russell nodded to himself; the building was indeed much larger than it had originally appeared to be. As they traveled, he noticed that clear plastic covered all of the doors on the left-hand side of the hall; giving him a distorted view of the people he could see and hear milling about as they passed. Eventually they arrived at an intact set of double doors and upon entering, he found himself in a room with what he estimated was around seventy people. Zack pointed to a couple of unoccupied folding metal chairs and they both dropped their bags and seated themselves.

Russell surveyed his surroundings, noting that the plastic in the hall was covering the doors to what had been several large offices that the walls had been removed from to create a much larger, although narrow room, that could accommodate all of the people gathered. His eye caught the large black form of his supervisor Mike standing next to Dwight Robards at the front of the room.

Robards was a little man with a thinning head of brown hair who possessed bright green eyes that were constantly on the move. His stature and appearance were deceptive because Russell knew the man to be extremely formidable. Robards was holding a microphone in his hand with a cord that split off to connect to a pair of large speakers that sat on a table at the front of the room. Behind the man was a large roll up projection screen that covered two thirds of the wall.

“Mr. Philips, is everyone here?” Robards asked, his voice reverberating around the room.

“Everyone but the team currently on surveillance,” Mr. Phillips replied from the door.

“Alright, everyone settle down so we can get this show on the road,” Robards said, waiting a few minutes for everyone to get seated and focus their attention.

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